Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2389 Chapter 1088: Earth-shattering Massacre

A menacing grin, a harbinger of destruction, stretched across the visage.

A sliver of corrupted spiritual power, akin to a virulent plague, emanated from this smiling face. It infiltrated the primary formation pivot, its contamination spreading with alarming speed along its predetermined path.

The intricate secrets of the grand formation began to unravel, revealing their true nature.

Bizarre and complex formation patterns emerged one after another, each unfurling like spectral poppies before dissolving into nothingness.

First, an abyssal silence descended.

The inverted spiritual power unleashed a disintegrating force. This force fragmented all spiritual power and absorbed all sound, plunging the surroundings into impenetrable darkness.

Then, a cataclysmic explosion rocked the area.

This was the consequence of Second Grade disintegration power, which attacked the Third Grade pivot’s structure, destabilizing it and initiating a colossal detonation.

Mr. Tu found himself precisely at ground zero of this blast.

He was utterly powerless to intervene.

He could only bear witness as the specter of the inverted spirit formation unfurled like hellish blossoms, wielding a devastating disintegrating power that annihilated everything in its path.

The obsidian-black disintegrating power and the crimson explosive force converged within the deepest layers of the blood sacrifice array, utterly annihilating the central pivot.

The colossal skeletal remains of beasts from the Great Wilderness began to fragment, crumble, and fall into the earth vein blood river beneath the onslaught of this destructive energy.

Mountainous rocks fractured, and clouds of smoke and dust billowed upwards.

A chaotic intertwining of black-red array power persisted.

The labyrinthine structure of flesh and blood started to tremble violently before collapsing.

The very core of the blood sacrifice array succumbed entirely, turning to mere dust under the overwhelming force of the explosion.

The entire Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, deprived of the malevolent energy flowing from its formation eye and lacking support, ground to a complete halt.

The blood-hued, malevolent light began to fade.

The vast, surging blood ocean on the horizon ceased its ceaseless motion.

...

From the vantage point of Sword Observation Tower.

The assembled Heaven Void Ancestors presented a tableau of stark pallor.

"The blood sacrifice array… has ceased functioning?"

"But why?"

A Formation Master ancestor, his brow furrowed, elaborated, "The internal array power is in disarray, exhibiting intense formation fluctuations. It appears… the core mechanism has failed, the formation pivot… self-destructed?"

"Is such a thing even possible?"

"With the pivot destroyed and the array inert, surely these demon cultivators have lost their primary advantage. Why do we not seize this moment to launch an assault?"

"Opportunities must be seized without delay…"

An aged voice interjected, "No."

The Heaven Void Ancestors turned their gazes towards Elder Master Xun.

Elder Master Xun’s brows were deeply knitted, his voice resonant with gravity and a chilling premonition:

"This is merely… the prelude…"

He, a Fifth Grade Formation Master, could sense that the current inversion of spiritual power was nothing more than a preliminary show. The truly catastrophic alterations brewing within the grand formation, the immense aura of destruction, had yet to be unleashed…

"Just the beginning?"

The pupils of the Heaven Void Ancestors constricted slightly. They held their breath, their focus drawn intensely towards the distance.

...

Within the confines of the blood sacrifice array.

The array’s collapse, precipitated by the pivot’s explosion, unleashed its residual power outwards. This wave of energy instantly obliterated several demon cultivators and severely startled the majority of the remaining ones.

A throng of demonic figures were left reeling in shock and anger, utterly bewildered by the unfolding events.

Amidst the debris of the shattered pivot, numerous mangled corpses of demon cultivators and scattered severed limbs told a grim tale.

Moments later, dust billowed anew as mountains of stone fractured.

Four formidable auras erupted forth.

Mr. Tu and Shangguan Wang, shielded by the golden corpse belonging to the Feather Transformation cultivator from Yin Corpse Valley, along with the elder from Demon Sword Sect, protected by his demonic sword, all emerged, their figures stained with blood.

Having endured being gnawed by countless demonic monsters in the abyss of Yanluo Mountain, they had suffered a devastating blow for the second time in a short span.

They were directly impacted by the immense force of the pivot's self-detonation.

However, such a self-destruction, being merely Third Grade, involved an explosion that was neither excessively large nor prolonged. Consequently, it only inflicted injuries upon these four Feather Transformation cultivators, rather than proving fatal.

Remarkable resilience is a hallmark of Feather Transformation.

Subjected to repeated schemes and inflicted harm, leaving them in such a wretched state, the eyes of several Feather Transformation cultivators blazed with killing intent.

While the precise details remained elusive, the nature of the formation itself led them to suspect that these machinations were the work of Mo Hua.

"If we ever capture that brat, regardless of who he is, we will disembowel him, sever his limbs, decapitate him, and refine him into a corpse slave as a brutal lesson…"

The demon path Feather Transformations silently swore their vengeance.

Mr. Tu harbored an exceptionally intense hatred for Mo Hua, a animosity that seemed to pierce the very heavens.

If mere hatred possessed the power to annihilate, Mo Hua would have long since vanished without a trace.

His earlier assessment regarding the formation's capabilities had proven accurate.

The Grade Two reversed spirit formation unleashed a destructive force comparable to the might of a third-grade golden core.

Astonishingly, this ultimate formation, despite its disintegrating nature, transcended the very concept of Law in its power.

This implied that despite Mo Hua being a mere Foundation Building Cultivator, he wielded the reversed spirit formation, granting him the ability to shake the core of a quasi-third-grade grand array.

And precisely as predicted, by employing the reversed spirit formation, he obliterated the central pivot of the blood sacrifice array.

The destruction of the pivot was tantamount to dismantling the entire grand formation.

Under the present dire circumstances, the task of reconstructing the blood sacrifice array's center, while facing immense pressure from the various aristocratic families of Qianxue and multiple sects, was an almost insurmountable challenge.

In an instant, a lifetime of meticulous planning and unwavering dedication had been utterly and completely 'ruined' by Mo Hua.

The mere thought of that peculiar, taunting smile on Mo Hua's youthful face sent Mr. Tu's blood boiling, his heart felt as if it were bleeding, and his eyes became engorged with blood streaks.

"Mr. Tu," Feather Transformation, a figure from Yin Corpse Valley, rasped, his voice like grinding stones, "Is there any possible method to repair the blood sacrifice array?"

The elder representing the Demon Sword Sect added soberly, "Should we find ourselves unable to salvage the situation, we must begin planning immediately, whether it be for a strategic retreat or a determined stand, an attack or a defense, preparation is paramount."

The saying held true: as long as the verdant hills remained, there would never be a shortage of firewood.

As a cultivator of the demonic path, Feather Transformation had weathered more than his fair share of life's storms.